Dungeon and Desires, Ch 31

A wave of relief washed over me as I realized that, in this place, the woman held the reins. It was her choice, her decision, and I was merely a willing participant. This knowledge was a liberating ****, one that freed me from the pressure of expectation. I couldn't simply thrust my penis into Airi's mouth, even if I had wanted to. The power dynamic was clear, and I was more than happy to surrender to it.

Just then, a tall woman emerged before me, her presence commanding attention. Her slender figure was accentuated by A-cup breasts and narrow hips, a combination that didn't particularly resonate with me. Her face, while pleasant, was marred by a mole on her cheek, a feature that I had never found particularly appealing. I had always been drawn to women with unblemished skin, and this small imperfection was enough to temper my enthusiasm.

"Hello~" she chimed, her voice husky and confident.

I responded with a warm smile, trying to put her at ease. "Yes. Hello. Nice to meet you." My words were laced with a genuine desire to connect, to establish a rapport that would make our encounter all the more enjoyable.

And then, without warning, she crouched before me, her eyes locked onto mine with an unmistakable glint of desire. The air was charged with anticipation as she leaned forward, her lips parting to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her tongue.

Start!

The sound seemed to reverberate through the air, a clarion call that signaled the beginning of our intimate dance. The woman's mouth enveloped my penis, her lips closing around me with a soft, wet smooch. She didn't use her hands, relying instead on the subtle movements of her head to guide me deeper into her mouth.

As she sucked, her tongue danced across my skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my veins. Her pace was slow, deliberate, as if savoring the taste and texture of my still-unerect penis. But as my body began to respond, as my erection grew stronger and more insistent, her fellatio quickened, her movements becoming more urgent and passionate.

Smooch~ Suck Smooch~.

The sounds filled the air, a symphony of desire that seemed to swell and crescendo with each passing moment. I was lost in the sensation, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the experience. And yet, even as I surrendered to the pleasure, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning, that there was so much more to come.

The sound of her lips wrapping around me was like music to my ears - a gentle slurp, followed by a soft suck that sent shivers down my spine.

As she gazed up at me with an expression of mock surprise, her words tumbled out in a breathless whisper, "Phew…! You're enormous! Your penis is so massive, it feels like my jaw might dislocate from trying to take it all in!"

Even as she spoke, her tongue was lavishing attention on my shaft, sweeping from the base all the way to the sensitive tip in one smooth, fluid motion. The wet, slippery sensation of her tongue dancing across my skin made my spine tingle with pleasure, sending waves of excitement coursing through my veins.

As she paused to catch her breath, her gaze drifted downward, and her eyes widened in surprise once more. "Hmm… Your balls are quite impressive too," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. "You haven't had any… enhancements, have you?" The question was laced with a hint of playful teasing, but I could sense a spark of genuine curiosity behind her words.

I laughed, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. "What an outrageous thing to say!" I protested, trying to sound indignant despite the fact that I was secretly thrilled by her attention. "I can assure you, I've never had any surgery."

She raised an eyebrow, a sly smile spreading across her face. "…Really?" she purred, her voice dripping with skepticism. "I'll know once I taste it."

I felt a jolt of anticipation as she leaned forward, her parted lips enveloping my entire penis in one smooth, practiced motion. Her mouth was warm and wet, a perfect haven of pleasure that seemed to stretch on forever. As she swallowed my 18cm penis whole, I felt a rush of excitement, my heart pounding in my chest.

For a moment, she held me there, her lips wrapped tightly around me, her tongue caressing my shaft with gentle, soothing strokes. Then, with a soft slurp, she pulled her head back, releasing me from the warm, wet prison of her mouth. But it was only for a moment - she swallowed me whole once more, her saliva coating my skin with a slick, velvety texture that sent shivers down my spine.

What struck me as truly remarkable, however, was that she didn't use her hands at all. Instead, her right hand was busy stroking her clitoris, coaxing forth tiny gasps of pleasure that escaped her lips like soft, ragged sighs.

Meanwhile, the four fingers of her left hand, excluding the thumb, were moving in and out of her vagina with a slow, sensual rhythm that seemed to match the beat of my own pounding heart.

As I gazed down at her, I couldn't help but utter a breathless exclamation, "Wow, what an incredible mouth…!" The words trailed off, lost in the depths of my own pleasure, as I succumbed to the sheer bliss she was bestowing upon me.

Her response was a soft, throaty hum, a gentle vibration that seemed to reverberate through every cell of my being. "Hmm. Mmm!" The sounds were almost inaudible, yet they spoke volumes of the unbridled passion that burned within her.